Note: I met Mercedes McNab on Sunday! She signed my Buffy Monster Book! I
spoke to her about whether she enjoyed Scotland and stuff, and she's so
nice! And so pretty in real life! Someone in front of me asked what it was
like working with James Marsters and she said he was fantastic and really
lovely. They also asked if he was a good kisser and she said yeah and that
everyone was asking her that! She's so cool. Anyway, this is the
penultimate chapter of this story, and, as requested, theres some
Buffy/Spike and Dawn. In a nice friendly way. There's also a skateboarding
demon. Don't ask. Enjoy!
******
Buffy lay comfortably on Spike's floor, leafing through a magazine. Everyone now knew about her and the vampire and she was feeling more relaxed than she had in months. She glanced up at her boyfriend who was working hard at trying to get the lower level of his crypt ship-shape again, after it had been blown up by Buffy and Riley. Buffy, who still felt guilty about that, had offered to help him clean it up. Spike yelped, and jumped out of the way as a huge piece of rock fell off the wall, narrowly missing him.
"Bloody hell!"
Buffy started to giggle - Spike was covered with a white dust. He scowled at her, giving her his best Big Bad look. The dust ruined the effect somewhat.
"Real cool Spike." Buffy sniggered.
"Look, missy," glared Spike, "Didn't you say something about helping me?"
"I am."
"By doing what?" Spike said, eyebrow raised, "Reading that crap?"
"Actually," said Buffy, turning the page, "This is a decorating magazine."
"Really?"
"Well, no. But it has some really nice heeled boots in it. And...hey!" Buffy exclaimed as Spike snatched the magazine off of her and threw it across the crypt.
"Okay, okay," Buffy grumbled, "Where do I start?"
Spike looked around the room. He had been working solidly for two hours and it didn't look much different.
"Well," he said, "You could try and get the coffin back into the wall."
"Eeeew," said Buffy, making a face, "That things gross. Maybe you should think about making this crypt a little less..." she paused searching for a word, "well, less crypty."
Spike smirked, "Yeah, there's an idea. I just need some paint, a couple of throws - it'll be right cosy."
"Well, it would be." said Buffy, lifting up a skull. "Theres something a bit creepy about sleeping next to dead things."
Spike grinned, and looked at Buffy. Buffy scowled.
"Don't even say it." she said.
"It was too much of a given," smiled Spike, "I like a challenge." He turned back to his cleaning, whilst Buffy stuck her tongue out at him.
They were getting along quite happily, working hard, giving the odd cheeky comment, when they heard the door upstairs creak open and a voice call out:
"Are you guys all naked? Shall I come back later?"
"Dawn!" Buffy called to her sister, "We're down here."
The trapdoor opened and Dawn came down the stairs, inspecting the room as she came down.
"Boy this place is a mess."
Spike grinned at Dawn. "Yeah isn't it just?" He picked up one of the dusters that Buffy had brought ("Feather dusters? Do I look like a bloody sissy?!") and threw it to the teen.
Dawn groaned, "Maybe coming here was a bad idea. Look at all this junk!"
"Hey!" said Spike indignantly, "I'll have you know this junk is my home."
"Right," grinned Dawn, "And it's really nice."
Buffy stretched and sat down.
"Let's have a break."
Spike looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Didn't you just have a rather long break ten minutes ago?"
"Yup, but I want another." She smiled up sweetly at her boyfriend.
"A break sounds good to me." said Dawn, also sitting down.
"You've not even done any work!" exclaimed Spike, incredously.
"Yeah, but just looking at this mess is making me tired."
Spike stared at the two Summers women. They were so alike sometimes, it was amazing. He sighed and sat down as well. He had the right to a break though, seeing as how he was the only one of the three of them to have actually done any work.
"What are you gonna do to the place?" asked Dawn, looking around.
"Um, I dunno." said Spike, "I don't really care much - as long as it retains some of it's crypt quality, I don't mind."
"It's crypt quality?" asked Dawn, "Like how?"
"Well," said Spike, indicating the coffins and such, "Y'know, all the coffins and stuff."
"Oh right - like the one that was pushed in the wall? That was cool."
Spike grinned triumphantly at Buffy, who rolled her eyes.
"See?" He said with a smirk, "I told you it was cool."
"Again, I have to go with the 'eeeeew' vote for that one."
"Ooooh, that reminds me," cried Dawn suddenly, "Y'know my friend Janice? Well her big sister saw me talking to you, Spike, the other day and was all "Who was he?" "He's hot!" "Does he have a girlfriend?"."
Spike grinned, "This older sister nice?" Buffy poked him in the ribs.
"Hey!" she said, with a mock scowl, "Don't even think of flirting with someone else!"
"Get jealous would you pet?"
Buffy folded her arms and gave Spike her best icy glare. "Hardly."
Spike began to laugh and Dawn looked her sister, shaking her head.
"You so would!" said Dawn.
Buffy sighed in exasperation. "Fine. I guess I may be a little jealous."
Spike smirked, "Good!"
"Well I wouldn't be as bad as you were with that Richard guy!" laughed Buffy, "You were soooo jealous!"
Dawn giggled at the indignant look on Spike's face.
"That little twerp?" he said, "Pfffft! Yeah right."
Both Buffy and Dawn began to laugh at Spike. He looked at them with a mock scowl, but that soon melted away and he started laughing too. It was strange, he thought, how much like a little family they were. He would never have believed in a million years (or 128) that this would happen to him. Him - Spike, William the Bloody, master vampire, scourge of Europe - now in love with a vampire slayer and a surrogate big brother for a 15 year old. And he loved it. He was now past caring what other vampires or demons thought of him. So he was fighting against evil? So what. He enjoyed it, he was rebelling being a rebel. He was original. * Only dead fish follow the flow* he thought, grinning down at the Slayer and the Key.
"Okay," he said, "Break over."
******
The Bronze. Hang-out of Sunnydale's finest. Regular snack-stop for the town's vampires. And the scene of Buffy and Spike's first proper outing as a couple with the rest of the Scoobies. It had been agreed that the Bronze would be a good place for them all to try and get along - if things got too weird they could always dance, or escape to the bar.
Buffy walked in with Spike, looking around nervously for the rest of the gang. She was worried about how tonight was going to go, as was Spike - though he had kept that fact to himself. She was nervous enough without him heaping his worries on her too.
"Oh God," said Buffy, "There they are." She looked at Spike and gulped. He smiled at her and gave her hand a squeeze.
"It'll be okay," he said reassuringly, "I'll be on my best behaviour."
"It's not you I'm worried about," sighed Buffy, "It's Xander. He's bound to start trouble."
"I'll not let Harris get to me Buffy. If he does start something, I'll just take it."
"But you shouldn't have to. That's the problem." They walked over to the table where Willow, Xander, and Tara were sitting. Anya was still refusing to talk to Xander - but she had heard all about Buffy's new relationship from Willow and had spent a long time on the phone with her, getting all the gossip. Tara was along to give Buffy much needed moral support, if any arguments broke out. She beamed as they came over.
"Hey guys!"
Buffy smiled thankfully at Tara.
"Hey."
Willow looked up and smiled. She had been horrified at the idea of Buffy and Spike, but she was aware that Buffy was happy with the vampire and had therefore decided to not nag at the Slayer. And anyway, sometimes she quite liked Spike.
Xander just looked up and grunted a greeting. Buffy's heart sank. *Oh no,* she thought, *He's going to start trouble.*
The pair of them sat down, unsure of what was going to happen and of how they should act.
"Anything interesting happen on patrol?" asked Tara.
Buffy smiled thankfully at Tara for the second time. The past few months would have been a lot more difficult if it weren't for the witch's support.
"It was pretty exciting really," said Buffy, "Weird looking demon - had funky clothes on and was skateboarding."
"Funky clothes?" asked Willow, intrigued, "Like how?"
"Um," Buffy thought, "weird hat, hawaiin shirt, short pants. Very skatey. "
"Have you ever seen that before?" Tara asked Spike.
"Well, no." Spike said, "Seen vampires do stuff like that before, but not demons. Especially not big slimy demons. Demons and sports just don't go."
"Well thats demons for you." broke in Xander, "They're really weird - and annoying. Always doing stuff they shouldn't."
Buffy scowled, as did Spike. Couldn't the whelp give him a break for two minutes? Xander saw everyone's glares and immediatly felt bad. He had promised Willow and Tara that he would be on his best behaviour and here he was - first words out of his mouth were an insult to Spike. He had even told Spike that he wasn't going to interfere, after he had went to his crypt to, well, interfere. He had promised Buffy. He tried to make things better.
"Well, when I say demons, I mean big slimy ones. Not annoying vampires."
It didn't help. Everyones scowl deepened. Xander sighed in frustration.
"I'm going to the bar," he said, "Anyone want anything? Buffy? Spike?"
"Uh, no thanks," said Buffy, "But I could use a water."
"Spike?" asked Xander.
"Uh, no thanks," said Spike , a little surprised that Xander had even offered.
Xander went off to the bar and Willow sighed and looked at Buffy and Spike.
"I'm really sorry about him," she said apologetically, "He's still trying to come to terms with this."
"You don't have to apologise for him Will," said Buffy, "He can moan all he likes - it's not gonna change anything."
Spike smiled and looked down. It made him happy to hear Buffy say stuff like that - he would have never believed she would ever be with him. Sometimes he thought he might be living one big, long dream. Tara watched him, smiling. *He really loves her* she thought, *I hope he finds happiness with her.*
Suddenly Xander came back from the bar, a worried expression on his face.
"Buffy, that skateboarding demon you saw? Well he's decided to take up his cool hobby right here!"
"What?" asked Buffy looking around. She suddenly saw him - he was scowling at a group of people who were staring at him. He picked up his skateboard and hit some guy over the head with it.
"Oh right," said Spike, "That's what the skateboard's for."
Buffy ran over to where the commotion was, smiled sweetly at the demon and punched him in the stomach. It grunted and fell backwards, before taking a swing at Buffy with his skateboard, which, it turned out had huge spikes on it's underside. Buffy dodged it and kicked him, sending him backwards into the bar. Spike ran up from the side and grabbed the skate/spike board, pulling it from the demon's hands. The demon growled in anger and punched this thieving vampire. Spike smirked and looked at Buffy who was just standing there.
"What, exactly," she asked, "was your plan for this evening?"
The demon continued to growl at her.
"I mean, maybe it's just me - but attacking a group of people with a skateboard? It's inspired, I'll admit that much, but where's the point? Ooooh, I'm sorry - is it an image thing?" Buffy shook her head in disgust, "Honestly, what's wrong with you lot today? Wheres the threat gone?"
She sighed and pulled the demon up from the ground. "I don't even want to kill you, your so pitifully embarrassing. Beat it."
The demon glared at her, and tried to take the skateboard off of Spike, who was looking at it in amusement.
"Uh uh," said Buffy, shaking her head, "You can just leave that here."
The demon looked around for a moment at the crowd of people, who looked like they were trying not to laugh. It gave one last look at the Slayer, growled at the rest of the room and left.
"Well, that was just stupid." said Buffy looking at Spike. "What the heck was that about?"
"I dunno," said Spike smiling " But I've got a great new weapon."
"Don't even think of using that on patrol!" exclaimed Buffy.
Xander came up to them, chortling.
"That was really quite funny." He looked at the skateboard with gleaming eyes.
"Whatch'ya gonna do with that?" He asked. Spike looked at him, inwardly thinking that Xander was really a bit of a geek, before thrusting the skateboard into Xander's hands.
"Have it," he said, "I don't think I can find the time to learn how to use it."
Xander looked at the skateboard. "This thing is cool!" He looked up at Buffy and Spike, who were just staring at him like he was crazy.
"What?" he asked, "Skateboards are cool!"
"Right," said Buffy "And you'll be the coolest guy in Sunnydale with that baby."
Spike sniggered and him and Buffy turned away and walked back to the table.
"Skateboards are cool!" Xander yelled after them "Even demons think so!"
Buffy grinned and sat down. This whole evening had kind of been strange. Skateboarding demons? Where the hell did that come from? Could the author of this story be a little insane? She guessed so.
Willow and Tara were both giggling at what had just happened. Buffy smiled. It was nice to see them laughing together again. She hoped that they would eventually sort out they're differences and get back together. She looked at Spike, pleased that at least they had managed to sort out everything and get back together. Spike guessed what she was thinking and smiled at her.
"That was so stupid." said Willow, still giggling, "Ooooh, I'm going to kill you with my board!"
"Yeah," agreed Tara, "What next - demon soccer players? "
Buffy laughed, "Yeah. At least it broke the ice a little. Xander doesn't look as pissed off as he was a while ago."
"Probably because of his new toy," said Spike dryly, shaking his head at Xander, who was trying to impress a group of people by hopping on the skateboard and doing a small jump with it.
"Well, whatever," smiled Buffy, "Hopefully now we can have a nice normal evening."
The chipped vampire, the witch and the ex -witch stared at the Slayer.
"How do you define normal?" asked Spike.
******
Okay - I have no idea where the skateboarding demon came from! It just kind of happened. I think there will be one last chapter, although I'm not entirely sure what will happen in it - any suggestions? Oh, and I wanted to get to know some fellow B/S shippers via e-mail, just to chat about the show and our favourite couple and chipped vampire, and spoilers and such. My e-mail address is: antsieindie@hotmail.com
Please get in touch!
******
Buffy lay comfortably on Spike's floor, leafing through a magazine. Everyone now knew about her and the vampire and she was feeling more relaxed than she had in months. She glanced up at her boyfriend who was working hard at trying to get the lower level of his crypt ship-shape again, after it had been blown up by Buffy and Riley. Buffy, who still felt guilty about that, had offered to help him clean it up. Spike yelped, and jumped out of the way as a huge piece of rock fell off the wall, narrowly missing him.
"Bloody hell!"
Buffy started to giggle - Spike was covered with a white dust. He scowled at her, giving her his best Big Bad look. The dust ruined the effect somewhat.
"Real cool Spike." Buffy sniggered.
"Look, missy," glared Spike, "Didn't you say something about helping me?"
"I am."
"By doing what?" Spike said, eyebrow raised, "Reading that crap?"
"Actually," said Buffy, turning the page, "This is a decorating magazine."
"Really?"
"Well, no. But it has some really nice heeled boots in it. And...hey!" Buffy exclaimed as Spike snatched the magazine off of her and threw it across the crypt.
"Okay, okay," Buffy grumbled, "Where do I start?"
Spike looked around the room. He had been working solidly for two hours and it didn't look much different.
"Well," he said, "You could try and get the coffin back into the wall."
"Eeeew," said Buffy, making a face, "That things gross. Maybe you should think about making this crypt a little less..." she paused searching for a word, "well, less crypty."
Spike smirked, "Yeah, there's an idea. I just need some paint, a couple of throws - it'll be right cosy."
"Well, it would be." said Buffy, lifting up a skull. "Theres something a bit creepy about sleeping next to dead things."
Spike grinned, and looked at Buffy. Buffy scowled.
"Don't even say it." she said.
"It was too much of a given," smiled Spike, "I like a challenge." He turned back to his cleaning, whilst Buffy stuck her tongue out at him.
They were getting along quite happily, working hard, giving the odd cheeky comment, when they heard the door upstairs creak open and a voice call out:
"Are you guys all naked? Shall I come back later?"
"Dawn!" Buffy called to her sister, "We're down here."
The trapdoor opened and Dawn came down the stairs, inspecting the room as she came down.
"Boy this place is a mess."
Spike grinned at Dawn. "Yeah isn't it just?" He picked up one of the dusters that Buffy had brought ("Feather dusters? Do I look like a bloody sissy?!") and threw it to the teen.
Dawn groaned, "Maybe coming here was a bad idea. Look at all this junk!"
"Hey!" said Spike indignantly, "I'll have you know this junk is my home."
"Right," grinned Dawn, "And it's really nice."
Buffy stretched and sat down.
"Let's have a break."
Spike looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Didn't you just have a rather long break ten minutes ago?"
"Yup, but I want another." She smiled up sweetly at her boyfriend.
"A break sounds good to me." said Dawn, also sitting down.
"You've not even done any work!" exclaimed Spike, incredously.
"Yeah, but just looking at this mess is making me tired."
Spike stared at the two Summers women. They were so alike sometimes, it was amazing. He sighed and sat down as well. He had the right to a break though, seeing as how he was the only one of the three of them to have actually done any work.
"What are you gonna do to the place?" asked Dawn, looking around.
"Um, I dunno." said Spike, "I don't really care much - as long as it retains some of it's crypt quality, I don't mind."
"It's crypt quality?" asked Dawn, "Like how?"
"Well," said Spike, indicating the coffins and such, "Y'know, all the coffins and stuff."
"Oh right - like the one that was pushed in the wall? That was cool."
Spike grinned triumphantly at Buffy, who rolled her eyes.
"See?" He said with a smirk, "I told you it was cool."
"Again, I have to go with the 'eeeeew' vote for that one."
"Ooooh, that reminds me," cried Dawn suddenly, "Y'know my friend Janice? Well her big sister saw me talking to you, Spike, the other day and was all "Who was he?" "He's hot!" "Does he have a girlfriend?"."
Spike grinned, "This older sister nice?" Buffy poked him in the ribs.
"Hey!" she said, with a mock scowl, "Don't even think of flirting with someone else!"
"Get jealous would you pet?"
Buffy folded her arms and gave Spike her best icy glare. "Hardly."
Spike began to laugh and Dawn looked her sister, shaking her head.
"You so would!" said Dawn.
Buffy sighed in exasperation. "Fine. I guess I may be a little jealous."
Spike smirked, "Good!"
"Well I wouldn't be as bad as you were with that Richard guy!" laughed Buffy, "You were soooo jealous!"
Dawn giggled at the indignant look on Spike's face.
"That little twerp?" he said, "Pfffft! Yeah right."
Both Buffy and Dawn began to laugh at Spike. He looked at them with a mock scowl, but that soon melted away and he started laughing too. It was strange, he thought, how much like a little family they were. He would never have believed in a million years (or 128) that this would happen to him. Him - Spike, William the Bloody, master vampire, scourge of Europe - now in love with a vampire slayer and a surrogate big brother for a 15 year old. And he loved it. He was now past caring what other vampires or demons thought of him. So he was fighting against evil? So what. He enjoyed it, he was rebelling being a rebel. He was original. * Only dead fish follow the flow* he thought, grinning down at the Slayer and the Key.
"Okay," he said, "Break over."
******
The Bronze. Hang-out of Sunnydale's finest. Regular snack-stop for the town's vampires. And the scene of Buffy and Spike's first proper outing as a couple with the rest of the Scoobies. It had been agreed that the Bronze would be a good place for them all to try and get along - if things got too weird they could always dance, or escape to the bar.
Buffy walked in with Spike, looking around nervously for the rest of the gang. She was worried about how tonight was going to go, as was Spike - though he had kept that fact to himself. She was nervous enough without him heaping his worries on her too.
"Oh God," said Buffy, "There they are." She looked at Spike and gulped. He smiled at her and gave her hand a squeeze.
"It'll be okay," he said reassuringly, "I'll be on my best behaviour."
"It's not you I'm worried about," sighed Buffy, "It's Xander. He's bound to start trouble."
"I'll not let Harris get to me Buffy. If he does start something, I'll just take it."
"But you shouldn't have to. That's the problem." They walked over to the table where Willow, Xander, and Tara were sitting. Anya was still refusing to talk to Xander - but she had heard all about Buffy's new relationship from Willow and had spent a long time on the phone with her, getting all the gossip. Tara was along to give Buffy much needed moral support, if any arguments broke out. She beamed as they came over.
"Hey guys!"
Buffy smiled thankfully at Tara.
"Hey."
Willow looked up and smiled. She had been horrified at the idea of Buffy and Spike, but she was aware that Buffy was happy with the vampire and had therefore decided to not nag at the Slayer. And anyway, sometimes she quite liked Spike.
Xander just looked up and grunted a greeting. Buffy's heart sank. *Oh no,* she thought, *He's going to start trouble.*
The pair of them sat down, unsure of what was going to happen and of how they should act.
"Anything interesting happen on patrol?" asked Tara.
Buffy smiled thankfully at Tara for the second time. The past few months would have been a lot more difficult if it weren't for the witch's support.
"It was pretty exciting really," said Buffy, "Weird looking demon - had funky clothes on and was skateboarding."
"Funky clothes?" asked Willow, intrigued, "Like how?"
"Um," Buffy thought, "weird hat, hawaiin shirt, short pants. Very skatey. "
"Have you ever seen that before?" Tara asked Spike.
"Well, no." Spike said, "Seen vampires do stuff like that before, but not demons. Especially not big slimy demons. Demons and sports just don't go."
"Well thats demons for you." broke in Xander, "They're really weird - and annoying. Always doing stuff they shouldn't."
Buffy scowled, as did Spike. Couldn't the whelp give him a break for two minutes? Xander saw everyone's glares and immediatly felt bad. He had promised Willow and Tara that he would be on his best behaviour and here he was - first words out of his mouth were an insult to Spike. He had even told Spike that he wasn't going to interfere, after he had went to his crypt to, well, interfere. He had promised Buffy. He tried to make things better.
"Well, when I say demons, I mean big slimy ones. Not annoying vampires."
It didn't help. Everyones scowl deepened. Xander sighed in frustration.
"I'm going to the bar," he said, "Anyone want anything? Buffy? Spike?"
"Uh, no thanks," said Buffy, "But I could use a water."
"Spike?" asked Xander.
"Uh, no thanks," said Spike , a little surprised that Xander had even offered.
Xander went off to the bar and Willow sighed and looked at Buffy and Spike.
"I'm really sorry about him," she said apologetically, "He's still trying to come to terms with this."
"You don't have to apologise for him Will," said Buffy, "He can moan all he likes - it's not gonna change anything."
Spike smiled and looked down. It made him happy to hear Buffy say stuff like that - he would have never believed she would ever be with him. Sometimes he thought he might be living one big, long dream. Tara watched him, smiling. *He really loves her* she thought, *I hope he finds happiness with her.*
Suddenly Xander came back from the bar, a worried expression on his face.
"Buffy, that skateboarding demon you saw? Well he's decided to take up his cool hobby right here!"
"What?" asked Buffy looking around. She suddenly saw him - he was scowling at a group of people who were staring at him. He picked up his skateboard and hit some guy over the head with it.
"Oh right," said Spike, "That's what the skateboard's for."
Buffy ran over to where the commotion was, smiled sweetly at the demon and punched him in the stomach. It grunted and fell backwards, before taking a swing at Buffy with his skateboard, which, it turned out had huge spikes on it's underside. Buffy dodged it and kicked him, sending him backwards into the bar. Spike ran up from the side and grabbed the skate/spike board, pulling it from the demon's hands. The demon growled in anger and punched this thieving vampire. Spike smirked and looked at Buffy who was just standing there.
"What, exactly," she asked, "was your plan for this evening?"
The demon continued to growl at her.
"I mean, maybe it's just me - but attacking a group of people with a skateboard? It's inspired, I'll admit that much, but where's the point? Ooooh, I'm sorry - is it an image thing?" Buffy shook her head in disgust, "Honestly, what's wrong with you lot today? Wheres the threat gone?"
She sighed and pulled the demon up from the ground. "I don't even want to kill you, your so pitifully embarrassing. Beat it."
The demon glared at her, and tried to take the skateboard off of Spike, who was looking at it in amusement.
"Uh uh," said Buffy, shaking her head, "You can just leave that here."
The demon looked around for a moment at the crowd of people, who looked like they were trying not to laugh. It gave one last look at the Slayer, growled at the rest of the room and left.
"Well, that was just stupid." said Buffy looking at Spike. "What the heck was that about?"
"I dunno," said Spike smiling " But I've got a great new weapon."
"Don't even think of using that on patrol!" exclaimed Buffy.
Xander came up to them, chortling.
"That was really quite funny." He looked at the skateboard with gleaming eyes.
"Whatch'ya gonna do with that?" He asked. Spike looked at him, inwardly thinking that Xander was really a bit of a geek, before thrusting the skateboard into Xander's hands.
"Have it," he said, "I don't think I can find the time to learn how to use it."
Xander looked at the skateboard. "This thing is cool!" He looked up at Buffy and Spike, who were just staring at him like he was crazy.
"What?" he asked, "Skateboards are cool!"
"Right," said Buffy "And you'll be the coolest guy in Sunnydale with that baby."
Spike sniggered and him and Buffy turned away and walked back to the table.
"Skateboards are cool!" Xander yelled after them "Even demons think so!"
Buffy grinned and sat down. This whole evening had kind of been strange. Skateboarding demons? Where the hell did that come from? Could the author of this story be a little insane? She guessed so.
Willow and Tara were both giggling at what had just happened. Buffy smiled. It was nice to see them laughing together again. She hoped that they would eventually sort out they're differences and get back together. She looked at Spike, pleased that at least they had managed to sort out everything and get back together. Spike guessed what she was thinking and smiled at her.
"That was so stupid." said Willow, still giggling, "Ooooh, I'm going to kill you with my board!"
"Yeah," agreed Tara, "What next - demon soccer players? "
Buffy laughed, "Yeah. At least it broke the ice a little. Xander doesn't look as pissed off as he was a while ago."
"Probably because of his new toy," said Spike dryly, shaking his head at Xander, who was trying to impress a group of people by hopping on the skateboard and doing a small jump with it.
"Well, whatever," smiled Buffy, "Hopefully now we can have a nice normal evening."
The chipped vampire, the witch and the ex -witch stared at the Slayer.
"How do you define normal?" asked Spike.
******
Okay - I have no idea where the skateboarding demon came from! It just kind of happened. I think there will be one last chapter, although I'm not entirely sure what will happen in it - any suggestions? Oh, and I wanted to get to know some fellow B/S shippers via e-mail, just to chat about the show and our favourite couple and chipped vampire, and spoilers and such. My e-mail address is: antsieindie@hotmail.com
Please get in touch!